Mega Towers - Put 'Em Up

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Damn so where'd you find this?

Everybody in the place knows
Ain't no movin' till we say so
When I say "Put 'em up, put 'em up"
You say "what, what"
Put 'em up, put 'em up
Last call for alchohol
Put it in the glass bitch mozeltov
When I say "Put 'em up, put 'em up"
You say "what, what"
Put 'em up, put 'em up

One shot, two shots
Three shots, I'm turnt up
One shot, two shots
Three shots, I'm turnt up
One shot, two shots
Three shots, I'm turnt up
One shot, two shots
One, two, three GO

She got me on her iTunes
She blow just like a typhoon
Her name is Katrina
And I'm deep inside of her bayou
I FaceTime on her iPhone
She call home, she says "Hi Boo"
Fuck goin' ham, she's times two
And I'm sick as fuck with that swine flu
I graduated from Fligh School
On my way to that Fly U
I'm a freshman, I'm fresh MAN
And I'm still reppin' that 9-2
Yeah my crew I throw it up
I blow chunks, I go nuts
I roll blunts, keep smokin' up
I'm gettin' drunk and keep pourin' up
I'm too turnt to swerve
Way too drunk to drive
So just put me on that dance flo'
And close out my tab bro
Please call me a cab home
I'ma keep the party goin' till the sun come up
Motherfucka run up, jump up
I'm drunk as fuck
And I'm still double cupped up
Put 'em up

Everybody in the place knows
Ain't no movin' till we say so
When I say "Put 'em up, put 'em up"
You say "what, what"
Put 'em up, put 'em up
Last call for alchohol
Put it in the glass bitch mozeltov
When I say "Put 'em up, put 'em up"
You say "what, what"
Put 'em up, put 'em up

Shhhh baby girl pipe down
I don't wanna hear your voice right now
Cause I'm in my zone
Second thought I'm in love with ya double D's
Fuck a double-D, can you get me home?
Girl have you met Kwency Jones?
Young Fresh & Grown, my F'n clone
That's DNA, my flesh and bone
This E & J got me extra gone
Damn near closin' time and I'm throwed
Singin' some old Sublime
I'm so twisted, I'm soarin' high
Through that solar system in overdrive
I'm blown sippin' that Patrón and lime
With a yellow bone with a swoll behind
She so thick, she want dope dick
So I told the chick
To come and blow my high
Its too live
That Music Bumpin, that's "Two Sides"
She in my ear, that's Woosah
She gettin' wet and I'm poolside
Her eyes low, my herb loud
We turnt up but her girl's down
I goes in, they turnt out
Then I hop in and then swerve out
I'm slurrin' all of my words
Or maybe I need a bigger cup
I'm gettin' mine so get yours
Cause frankly I couldn't give a fuck
If you downin' mollies
No that ain't my style but I'm down to party
Got a pound of Marley
And a round of Rossi with a crowd of hotties
Get loud and naughty, its a Tower party HEY

Everybody in the place knows
Ain't no movin' till we say so
When I say "Put 'em up, put 'em up"
You say "what, what"
Put 'em up, put 'em up
Last call for alchohol
Put it in the glass bitch mozeltov
When I say "Put 'em up, put 'em up"
You say "what, what"
Put 'em up, put 'em up

One shot, two shots
Three shots, I'm turnt up
One shot, two shots
Three shots, I'm turnt up
One shot, two shots
Three shots, I'm turnt up
One shot, two shots
One, two, three GO

I'm down to crash that party
If your girl goes left then it serves you right
Got Captain Mo' and Bacardi
Car keys please
Ain't nobody gettin' murked tonight
I got a handle full of that Rossi GO
So you know I'm gettin' turnt tonight
I got a Magnum up in my wallet WHAT
Cause ain't nobody gettin' burned tonight
I want safe sex, no AIDS test
I ain't next, its C-Kwence
I beast like a T-Rex
And test your gag reflex
I came deep in this club hoe
So we ain't leavin' till the club close
I'm waist deep in some drunk hoes
Who came to give me that Drum Roll
She said her name was Porsche
And she wants me over to test drive
Need a DUI for that chocha
Cause she love drunk off my sex drive
Just keep pourin' and get live
From the East Coast to the Westside
From California to Bedstuy
Keep the party goin', get your hands high
PUT EM UP

Everybody in the place knows
Ain't no movin' till we say so
When I say "Put 'em up, put 'em up"
You say "what, what"
Put 'em up, put 'em up
Last call for alchohol
Put it in the glass bitch mozeltov
When I say "Put 'em up, put 'em up"
You say "what, what"
Put 'em up, put 'em up

One shot, two shots
Three shots, I'm turnt up
One shot, two shots
Three shots, I'm turnt up
One shot, two shots
Three shots, I'm turnt up
One shot, two shots
One, two, three GO

Written by:
Brandon Washburn, Britton Washburn

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